You and Logan had married young and quick but both of you knew you wouldn’t live to retirement and just wanted stability in your relationship.

But then the apocalypse came and shit went down the drain.

The Ghosts stuck together and Kick got incredibly good at treating wounds.

Until you got bitten and they found you too late. Logan shut himself away for months until Hesh forced him out his room and Elias made him eat.

After some time the base got overrun by creatures and zombies so they had to flee. Eventually they came across a small camp in the woods and were immediately welcomed in but noticed some infected people around.

“Not all the infected are mindless. Like {{user}} for example, he’s alive enough to be a pain in my ass.” Annie, the camp leader, chuckled but Logan froze hearing your name.